Call me crazy

Kissing...

It's so strange how interested in a guy I can be... and then the second he kisses me its nothing like how it was with him...

Even after a year, kissing him made me feel so... alive. It made me hot and bothered. I wanted to kiss him the rest of my life.

I'm a strong believer in great chemistry... and in amazing kisses that don't need to be modified... where you don't have to "teach" the other person... it just happens naturally and it feels so right.

I've kissed a few boys since he and I have been over... and I've been waiting to feel that feeling with someone else. I've wanted it so bad so maybe I could move on.

You know the feeling when your heart beats really fast... and you feel a little dizzy and for a second you feel like no one else exists in the world except for you and him... I know it sounds so cliche.... but when I closed my eyes and he kissed me for the first time in the driveway at my house on that summer night... I fell in love. I knew I had found the guy I was going to kiss the rest of my life.

I need more time... I don't think I'm ready to be out there and dating... or maybe I could date.... but just not kiss them? Because after they kiss me I'm over it... and that isn't fair.


Blah.